Forging Experience +1
Romain went to the Blacksmith Shop today.
Laxus thought Romain had come to inspect their work and was about to step forward to report their progress.
But to his surprise, the lord simply took a hammer from a blacksmith apprentice and started using it himself. The apprentice stood there at a loss, watching Romain swing the hammer.
Clang!
The red-hot Iron Ingot deformed slightly beneath the hammer's blow.
"Uh..."
Laxus was completely dumbfounded.
It felt like that hammer had struck not the Iron Ingot, but his head.
I know you want me to train competent blacksmiths. You have too much work, so you brought them in to steal my business. But did you really have to do it yourself?
Laxus stared blankly as Romain swung the hammer several more times.
Each strike rang out with force, scattering sparks in every direction.
Romain said, "Laxus, what do you think of my work?"
Laxus answered honestly, "I don't think it's very appropriate."
"You're right. When it comes to blacksmithing, I'm still a beginner."
"I meant your status, my lord."
No matter how one looked at it, there was no need for a nobleman to compete with blacksmiths for work.
Romain raised his chin. "You think I can't be a blacksmith?"
"That's not what I meant..."
What else could I say? As long as you're happy, my lord.
Laxus informed Romain of the Blacksmith Shed's current progress.
"These Iron Ingots are all of excellent quality. So far, we've made sixty Pickaxes, thirty hoes, and fifteen flat-headed wedges."
Each Pickaxe weighed three jin, each hoe weighed two jin, and each iron wedge weighed two jin.
Nearly three hundred jin of iron had been used in total.
This was different from the Heavy Plows Laxus had forged before.
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